Authors: Lola Newmar
“Yeah, fuck her,” the gas attendant whispered, the tip of his cock now glistening with pre-cum as he fisted it quickly.
Rhett smiled then stood and unbuckled his large belt buckle. He pulled his shirt off, and she couldn’t suppress her small gasp at the way each muscle of his torso flexed with the action. In one quick movement, he wrapped his thick arm around her small waist and pulled her body against his, and his cock impaled her cunt almost painfully.
“Oh!” she cried out at the sting, but her pussy was quick to adjust, and her sheath loosened slightly around him. As he thrust his hot flesh in and out of her wet pussy, he reached down and softly pinched her clit, causing her to scream out.
Rhett fucked her on the hood of the car while a total stranger watched and masturbated. She was almost ashamed to admit she loved it. His light-colored pubic hair glistened with her pussy cream, and the smell of sex clung to the stuffy air of the garage. Rhett leaned down over her and sucked on her hard, pink nipples, forcing her to arch her body toward him, begging him to fuck her harder.
He took the hint and impaled her roughly. But as he did so, he’d very gently lick a small spot on the left side of her throat before blowing his cool breath on it, giving her shivers everywhere. The combination of the light kisses and the hard fucking made her lightheaded with desire.
When she turned her head to look at his face next to hers, she could see from the close distance that his temples were almost pulsating. Something dark and pointy just barely pressed against the skin from underneath, and she realized he was holding his short horns in.
Suddenly, the gas attendant roared out, and she looked over to see his cum spurting straight out of his pulsing cock as he gave his final jerks. He sighed then collapsed his sated body against the back of the chair as he caught his breath.
Like a light switch, the visual stimulation caused the knot in her core to explode, and she wrapped her creamy thighs tighter around Rhett’s hips to hold his full length inside her as her cunt came around his thick cock. Rhett dropped his head to gently bite a nipple as he groaned loudly, his thrusts erratic as he came.
All three of them just sat in silence for a moment before finally getting up to dress. “This might be the best day of my life,” the young stranger said as he buttoned his jeans. He smiled at her, a slight blush returning to his cheeks. “You sure are beautiful, ma’am.”
“Thank you,” she murmured, suddenly feeling a little shy herself as she retrieved her shorts from the ground.
Rhett tucked his Western shirt into his tight jeans. “I’ll take forty on pump two.”
Chapter 4
“It’s like a leather cathedral.”
Her eyes widened as they pulled up to the three-story sex club he’d discovered several years ago. It was one of the few places he could satisfy his exhibitionist desires without judgment.
He knew the sex club was not an experience to rush, so they’d decided to visit the club tonight then search for her apartment and work building in the morning.
The phone call to Leo didn’t go so well when he’d told him they were staying an extra night. Rhett hadn’t even mentioned the sex club yet before Leo, along with his five other hot-tempered brothers, yelled into the phone. When he was able to get a word in, he quickly told them about the sex club vision, letting them know where he and Scarlett would be for safety reasons, then hung up and turned off the phone before his older brother could respond. He’d deal with the consequences later.
Rhett chuckled when Scarlett seemed to use her hand to shyly shield away her face from the other people making their way through the parking lot.
“Relax, darlin’. The last thing you need to worry about here is judgment.” He found a spot and put the truck into park then turned to her. “You keep blushing like that then I’m going to be forced to rip those shorts off you again and fuck you hard into the car seat.”
She immediately sat up and turned to him with excitement in her eyes. “Yeah, yeah! Let’s do that!”
Rhett threw his head back in laughter before turning to his pouting little mate. “Aw, darlin’, don’t look at me like that.” He reached out and pulled her across the bench seat to him. “I’m sure you can use some change of scenery from the road. Aren’t you a little tired of being locked up with me in this old truck by now?”
Her crystal-blue eyes looked into his, her face serious. “I could never grow tired of you.”
He smiled. She was such a sweet girl—when she wanted to be. Although he knew as well as any shifter that what she said wouldn’t necessarily always be true, he enjoyed her declaration all the same. Tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear, he said, “We looked all over the lot and haven’t found that black pickup, but we’re here, so we might as well enjoy it, right? How about we just go in and look around, see what you think?”
“Why can’t we just go in and ask the owner if he knows who owns the truck?”
“Darlin’, that’s not how these club owners work. They’re adamant about not giving out client information. It’s all strictly anonymous.”
She looked down at her lap. “What if I don’t like it?”
“Then we’ll leave right away”—he lifted her chin so that she was looking at him again—“and I don’t want you feeling guilty about it, either. The whole point of this is for you to enjoy it, as well.”
She took a deep breath and whispered, “I just don’t want anyone to hurt me.”
He was taken aback by her admission. Before he knew what he was doing, he had a firm grip on her upper arms. “Hey! That would
never
happen while you’re with me.” His growl vibrated through the truck. When he saw the fear in her eyes, he immediately loosened his grip and reached up to stroke his fingers along her quivering red lips. “I need your trust as much as I need your love, Scarlett. That’s what being mated is based on.”
She grabbed his hand from her mouth and held it in her delicate grasp. “Okay,” she said with a soft smile, “let’s do it.”
* * * *
Scarlett could barely move once they’d entered Whipped Cream. Only Rhett’s gentle nudge against her lower back had her moving forward, but not before she grabbed his left bicep with all the strength she had.
She tried to control her breathing when she felt the anxiety begin to settle within her brain. As they walked through the dimly-lit club, she couldn’t help but notice every surface in the room seemed to be occupied by at least one person engaging in a sexual act. A few men were dressed in regular clothing but most donned leathers and chains.
Almost every woman in sight was either stark naked or wore very revealing lingerie. Half of the patrons wore collars, both men and women. To her right, atop a large marble table, lay two women, side by side, both getting their pussies eaten by men in leather masks as the women made out with each other. They were surrounded by a large crowd.
It seemed there was a man receiving a blow job in every corner of the large room. On the large couch in the back, several men sat in a row, chained to various hooks on the seats. They were all motionless and blindfolded as each was ridden hard by a different woman. Their faces looked as though they were being tortured, but the sounds they made had Scarlett believing they were being anything but.
She averted her gaze from all the curious looks, embarrassed at how much she stuck out in the venue in her country-girl outfit. “We shouldn’t be here,” she said to Rhett from the side of her mouth.
He chuckled in response. “Yeah, it looks like every man and woman in this place is ready to rip you to shreds. Those shorts you’re wearing are like chum in a shark tank. But don’t worry, darlin’. We haven’t reached
my
room of choice yet.”
She gasped in shock. “Rhett Lenox, tell me you’ve never been here before!”
“I’ve never been here before,” he stated as he led her through the building.
She sucked her teeth and rolled her eyes. “Okay, now tell me the truth.”
“I’ve been here before.” He looked down at her and winked.
She buried her face against his chest as they walked past a blonde woman being punished with a leather flogger by an impossibly large man. She had red streaks all over her ass, but Scarlett could see even from a distance the streams of juice flowing from her pussy and down her inner thighs. Scarlett’s own pussy throbbed in response to the image, only embarrassing her further.
“I had no idea you were into this sort of stuff. Devlin, maybe, but not really you.”
They walked through a blue velvet curtain and into another sex room.
“Eh, this stuff is fun, but I’m into something a little
friendlier
.”
Why did she get the feeling that whatever they were about to do would
not
be any less scary?
They walked up a long flight of stairs, and she was surprised to see many of the people in the blue velvet lounge were pretty normal looking. There were singles, couples, and groups, many dressed in regular attire and just a few dressed in hardly anything but scraps of leather. She wanted to feel a little relief, but she suspected that what these people lacked in revealing clothing they made up for with an even more intimidating kink than those downstairs.
Scarlett focused on the breathing techniques Leo had taught her to do during her flashbacks as she followed Rhett up to an intricately designed wooden door. It was in the middle of a thick stone wall, inviting each passerby to turn its knob to sneak a peek. She noticed identical-sized doors on either side of it, all made from different types and shades of wood. Before opening it, he turned to her, gave her a friendly smile, then grabbed her trembling hand before placing a kiss on top of it.
“Don’t be nervous, candy pants. They’re going to love you.”
The mention of the word “they” only made her heart beat that much faster, if that were even possible. She didn’t dare ask what he meant, for she knew his admission might cause the little courage she had to dissipate. As much as she felt the comfort of running away calling to her, she had a deep desire to explore her mate’s tastes. She loved this man more than anything in the world, and taking interests in his appetites was the least she could do after all he’d done for her. As if sensing her unease, he held her body closer to his as he reached for the knob.
Rhett opened the door, and before she could even think to turn to leave, he pulled her in to the room and closed the door shut behind her. She heard the automatic lock click in place, and she froze in her spot.
She gasped loudly, a hand flying over her mouth. Her eyes darted to the walls in front and to the right and left of her then back again—the clear, glass walls! She guessed about twenty people, men and women, old and young, attractive and not, stood close to the glass, each watching them with keen interest in their eyes. A few of the people were stark naked, but most of them still had clothes on. In the middle of the room sat a giant, wooden four-poster bed with rose petals sprinkled on top. Next to it was a mirrored nightstand with two drawers and a small, blank monitor on top.
“Do you like my little surprise, mate?” Rhett whispered in her ear as he came up behind her.
She was grateful for the delicious, though very brief, distraction his body heat provided her. Her nipples tightened against the cotton fabric of her blouse as his soft breath feathered over the sensitive skin on the side of her neck.
Immediately snapping out of the fog of lust he constantly enveloped her with, she turned to him, burying hot face in his muscular, warm chest for some kind of familiar comfort.
“I don’t know if I’m ready for this.” She looked up at him, and he was still smiling confidently at her. She only wished she felt the same assurance in herself that he obviously felt for her. He softly brushed aside her bangs as he allowed her to continue her nervous jabber. “I had fun at the gas station, but this is a
lot
of people. I think I might be a little too shy for all this.”
“First of all, darlin’, you’re far from shy,” he stated as he rested his large hands on her trembling shoulders. “And second, just imagine the fun you had at the gas station times twenty. Didn’t it make you feel sexy to be watched like that? Knowing that at that moment, he wanted you more than anything in the entire world but couldn’t have you.” He turned her around to face the eager crowd again. “Look at them, Scarlett. They’re looking at you like you’re the most beautiful woman in the world because you
are
. Don’t be afraid, my sweet mate. You have forty eager eyes watching your every move now.” He reached around and began to slowly unbutton her blouse. “I want them to see how lucky the Lenox brothers are. These are the most talented hips in Texas, and I want each of these voyeurs to know that.”